so a few sister-friends and i kind of lost our way yesterday while trying to find the little red lighthouse. never in all my livin' life did i ever expect to get lost in a forested area of manhattan. in nyc there's probably only 274 square yards of woodland, but each of those 274 square yards is prime breeding ground for all manner of illicit activity.
while wandering through the enchanted forest, we ladies and our precious children passed a woman snorting a line, a tent city, and a group of juvies doing community service. scary? well, that's not exactly how i operate. here's a glimpse into my warped sense of reality... i didn't start to panic until i saw mosquitos. because of course it's extremely likely that these mosquitos are going to be carrying west nile virus. and of course the little badgers viciously preyed upon every single person in our party. and of course my panic sort of reached its peak this morning when fox awoke with a couple of bites on his body. please slap me and tell me to get a grip. i'm sure the lady who was getting high has been living quite peacefully in the forest for some amount of time and has never once been stricken ill. i should have asked her.
we eventually made it to the lighthouse. here's the proof:
a lunch of rocks, cigarette butts and suckers. mother of the year.
our metal was tested, our muscles were fatigued (especially kathryn, who practically shuttled fox and me on her back up and down about 400 subway stairs, and especially abbie who was rocking the double stroller), and the shocks on our strollers may be a little less absorbent than a day ago. all in the name of getting out of the apartment. as my driver's ed teacher once yelled at me over the PA system (after i made a dumb driving error but quickly corrected myself), "give that girl a burrito!"
(p.s., the incubation period for west nile virus is approximately two weeks or less. just in case you were wondering.)